<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540117" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Strange fits of passion have I known</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strange fits of passion have I known:<br>And I will dare to tell,<br>But in the lover's ear alone,<br>What once to me befell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she I loved looked every day<br>Fresh as a rose in June,<br>I to her cottage bent my way,<br>Beneath an evening-moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Upon the moon I fixed my eye,<br>All over the wide lea;<br>With quickening pace my horse drew nigh<br>Those paths so dear to me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now we reached the orchard-plot;<br>And, as we climbed the hill,<br>The sinking moon to Lucy's cot<br>Came near, and nearer still.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In one of those sweet dreams I slept,<br>Kind Nature's gentlest boon!<br>And all the while my eye I kept<br>On the descending moon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My horse moved on; hoof after hoof<br>He raised, and never stopped:<br>When down behind the cottage roof,<br>At once, the bright moon dropped.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What fond and wayward thoughts will slide<br>Into a Lover's head!<br>'O mercy!' to myself I cried,<br>'If Lucy hould be dead!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Wordsworth">William Wordsworth</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540117" data-title="Strange fits of passion have I known de William Wordsworth" data-description="Strange fits of passion have I known: And I will dare to tell, But in the lover's ear alone, What once to me befell. When she I loved looked every day Fresh as a rose in June, I to her cottage bent my way, Beneath an evening-moon. Upon the moon ..."></div> </div> </div>

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